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Ode to New Yorker

  • Writer: Macawi Thomas-EL
    Macawi Thomas-EL
  • Apr 11, 2018
  • 2 min read

It was a miracle, and it was terrifying all at the same time. Nobody knew how or why this plane appeared, and it certainly did not look like a standard aircraft from this decade. When what appeared to be a Boeing plane touched down for landing, there was much confusion at the JFK Airport. Police surrounded the aircraft, and as word spread about this mysterious landing, reporters and newscasters alike swarmed the tarmac. Police officers ordered everyone to remain on the plane, until the security of all individuals could be confirmed. Quickly the president was made aware of this situation, and while holding a press conference, questions came from all directions. “Mr. President do we know the status of this mysterious airplane?” “Has there been any communication with passengers at this point?” “How can this aircraft be explained?”. To this, the president had no reply, because simply, there was no explanation. Nobody knew where the hell that plane came from, and nobody wanted to be the first to set foot on it. Upon the arrival of the SWAT team, the aircraft had not been opened, and no attempt had been made to remove any passenger on the plane. As one SWAT member attempted to pry the door open, it remained shut. After several hours of attempting to communicate with any passengers inside, and attempting to open the door, SWAT team members had to cut open a section of the plane. As the members swarmed the plane, the temperature within increased with every second. They searched for any passenger, but what they found was eerily disturbing. This plane, that was seemingly over a decade old held no pilot, or passengers. The only thing that even signified that the plane was flown was a low pitched ding, coming from the front of the aircraft. The interior of the plane was completely clean. There was no sign that any passengers had even flown on the plane.


 
 
 

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